జగతి జగద్ధాత్రి గారి ఆంగ్ల అనువాదంలో నాకవిత.
ME IN MY SOLITUDE
Who says solitude is loneliness?
It is the hundred thousand’s vision
Of me looking into myself
It’s the great revelation of
Embracing my soul
To describe aloneness is
To chisel the thoughts
To adorn the letters
It’s not filling colors to the paintings
The time
When the lights are off
When the flowers fall down
When the dawn flower blooms
That’s when my solitude mingles
With my aloneness
As the light spreads around the lamp
Around me and in me it’s my solitude that surrounds
Shameless dreams always wait
To disturb my seclusion
As the pains drench the heart book
Solitude is always a brook that never comes to light
Changing the
Hopes that fall as stars
Sweet moments that are held with tact
Moss grown bitter memoirs
Into pebbles
Throws into the ignorant seas
Leaves me ashore
With an over smartness
Not to show any other footprint in my heart forest
With an untouchable attitude
Except for me to touch
Exhausts with the
Labor of umpteen thoughts
Shatters with the explosion of emotions
Flowing as secretions
Breathes in the air of my outer world
Rolling along with the times
Remains a residue
Leaving a little space in my begging bowl
For my tomorrow’s solitude
Holds me as a human
Telugu original : NAA EKAANTHAM LO NENU
English trans: Jagaddhatri … 12.58 pm 24/9/2018 Monday
ME IN MY SOLITUDE
Who says solitude is loneliness?
It is the hundred thousand’s vision
Of me looking into myself
It’s the great revelation of
Embracing my soul
To describe aloneness is
To chisel the thoughts
To adorn the letters
It’s not filling colors to the paintings
The time
When the lights are off
When the flowers fall down
When the dawn flower blooms
That’s when my solitude mingles
With my aloneness
As the light spreads around the lamp
Around me and in me it’s my solitude that surrounds
Shameless dreams always wait
To disturb my seclusion
As the pains drench the heart book
Solitude is always a brook that never comes to light
Changing the
Hopes that fall as stars
Sweet moments that are held with tact
Moss grown bitter memoirs
Into pebbles
Throws into the ignorant seas
Leaves me ashore
With an over smartness
Not to show any other footprint in my heart forest
With an untouchable attitude
Except for me to touch
Exhausts with the
Labor of umpteen thoughts
Shatters with the explosion of emotions
Flowing as secretions
Breathes in the air of my outer world
Rolling along with the times
Remains a residue
Leaving a little space in my begging bowl
For my tomorrow’s solitude
Holds me as a human
Telugu original : NAA EKAANTHAM LO NENU
English trans: Jagaddhatri … 12.58 pm 24/9/2018 Monday
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